Let the Sun Shine?

So I write today in light of the recent sun we've been graced with these past few days. It seems fair to say it was somewhat unexpected considering not so long ago we had the long awaited snowfall we'd been expecting since November. In fact the snow came and went so quickly it seems hardly worth mentioning if not for the very English way our country deals with the annual "snow days".

Blind panic! I for one was on a short weekend break in Brighton when I heard the news of the weather warning, resulting in the group of us leaving early in the fear we could be snowed into a Brighton youth hostel for weeks. All of us had warning calls from our parents and respective other halves urging us to leave to avoid the blizzard, and so we all rushed home, didn't look back, and in the nick of time too, as we pulled up with the start of the snowfall already coating the roads. Within minutes campus had turned into a beautiful winter wonderland, and it remained this way for all of an hour before the students all marched out to throw snowballs at each other until the early hours. I wonder at what age the satisfaction of hitting your friend square in the face with a snowball is lost, I hope never.

Thanks to social networking its easy to find the mixed opinions of each person pop up on your phone or computer. Its sad for me as I get older to see more people cursing the snow than thanking it for the days you get off school. Unfortunately this occasion of snow did not merit me off two days of studying at uni (apparently uni isn't like school), but I appreciated the buzz it creates regardless. I was in fact disappointed at the efficiency of clearing the snow, leaving piles of dirty ice around the edges of roads and pathways for days. I would assume now that I have to wait another year for my next dose of snow, but who knows, sometimes it snows in April.

And so now we can consider the beautiful sunshine we were blessed with these past few days. It seems crazy the effect a little sun can have on people even when it wasn't particularly warm. My father and brother braved a pub garden, wrapped up in layers and layers, which seems ridiculous, but they were certainly not alone. I even braved shorts myself in the hope it would be as warm as it looked out the window. We love the sun, or we love what the sun brings, either way I'm struggling with any motivation to stay in and work when outside has so much to offer. So in a way I'm sitting here hoping for the sun to just hold out a little longer, let me get some work done and then feel free to blaze away... but how I do love the sun...